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Jim Croce

Five Short Minutes

 

Five Short Minutes

(альбом: I Got A Name - 1973)


Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
Back to my motel room
But the rest is just a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of loving
Done brought me twenty long years in jail

Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room
She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune
Then I said, 'Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of loving
Done brought me twenty long years in jail'

Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room
They say that robbing the cradle is worse than robbing the tomb

Then I said "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale'
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
'Because five short minutes of loving
Done brought me twenty long years in jail'

And when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-five
I'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
I'll say, 'Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of loving
Done brought me twenty long years in jail'

'Because five short minutes of loving
Done brought me twenty long years in jail'

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